100 Words - Thunderstorm

Beaufort the Grand banished thunderstorms from his land. They were driving his dogs crazy so he sent them away and then they had to make their noise and lightning far out at sea where they wouldn't bother anybody. The people cheered the silence and welcomed the soft summer rain that remained. The mandoleers composed tributes to Beaufort's grandness. The young maidens lined up to offer their pleasures in thanks. Merchants laid golden trinkets at his feet. Old farmers brought him the first squash of the season, which is the sweetest of them all. And, most importantly, the dogs slept undisturbed.